#173- Laundry Together
Ashton: "Uh babe?" You heard Ashton ask. "Yeah?" You asked, running to the laundry room. "I need help," he smiled sheepishly. "Oh my gosh, you can't mix colors with whites," you said, pulling everything out of the washer. "Sorry," he smirked, as you fixed it. "I will always do the laundry and you can always cut the grass," you said once you were done. "Deal," he smiled, picking you up, and putting on the dryer, kissing you. He deepened the kiss, but the dryer stopped, you smirked. "I better go fold these," you said, jumping down. "But Y/N," Ashton whined.
Luke: "Luke help me fold laundry," you whined, laying across his lap. "But I hate folding it," he whined back, pushing you off of him, playfully. "Why do we buy so much," he whined, folding a tee shirt. "You're such a baby," you laughed. "Oh really?" He asked, grabbing a dishtowel. "Luke don't," you said, backing away. "Now who's the baby," he smirked, snapping it. "Okay, stop," you laughed, backed into a corner. "Say please," he said, now against you. "Please?" You asked. "Nope," he snapped you with the towel and ran away, you just rolled your eyes.
Michael: "Oh my God!" You said, walking into the laundry room, the floor was soaking wet and there were bubbles coming out of the washer. "Hey babe," Michael said, sitting on the dryer. "What did you do!" You asked, horrified at the mess. "Tried to do the laundry," he shrugged. You covered your face with your hands, wondering how to fix this. "Hey babe?" Michael said. "What?" You asked, looking up, and he put bubbles all over your face, making you laugh. You guys wound up having a bubble fight and cleaned up together, agreeing Michael can never do laundry again.
Calum: You were at the washer, about to dry the clothes Calum did, he was great, but the sad thing was they all turned pink. You just laughed, you knew he tried, but all his white tee shirts are going to be a light shade of pink now. "Uh babe why is my shit pink?" Calum asked you, a few hours later. You smiled, "Because my amazing boyfriend tried to help and he accidently put a red sock in with it." He laughed, "Well we have to go shopping," he said, hugging you. "I don't know, pink might be your color," you joked.
